I'm tired of cooking/preparing 3 meals a day. It's just the two of us but boy oh boy can that woman eat!! She stays slimish, I get fattish. It's bad enough I do everything here much less start making her one thing and me the other. At times I feel guilty when I buy her fast food cuz of the nutritional value....not to mention I eat it too.
Jude, that must be a very difficult thing to deal with. It might not be practical or doable now, but short term counseling might help.
I'm back to work today after doing stuff for my mother yesterday. My dog (was attacked Friday by neighbor's dog) is doing GREAT! Fingers crossed she'll continue to heal just fine. I notice that she's not traumatized--it's ME that flashes back and gets nervous over nothing when I'm out walking her. Sigh...humans can learn a lot from animals.
I'm taking a Facebook break, since that stupid email from my brother's wife really angered me and stressed me out. She did email back one sentence apologizing for what, I'm not sure. Asking for money? Or saying she'd use it to divorce my brother? Really not sure. I didn't respond either way, and I have washed my hands of both of them. Brother hasn't called, which is good.
Oh! The neighbors who own the dog that got out--extremely nice people! I'm so relieved. It was really hard to have to handle this (I hate even the possibility of confrontation) but we could not have asked for nicer people to deal with.
i got my annual spring haircut and 2 bags of new socks . think ill go out back and flip some cartwheels -- yay . ( sarcasm )
Having spent what should have been a wonderful weekend with a dear dear friend it became a goodbye because I couldnt face the past and let it go. He didnt understand and cant understand why I cant let go, it all became rather unpleasant for me to realise that he too didnt care enough to just accept me for who I am. I dont know why I cant let go either - its like I cling on to i
We have parted as friends but the void was filled almost immediately by the past.
My fault - I had doubts about going in the first place - now I will just have to try and sew up the whopping great holes again
Here I am 53 yrs. old and going through the same thing again.
But enough about that. Jude getting back to you. I wish there were things I could say to make you feel better but since I've never been where you are all I can say is "love yourself" and remember that you are stronger than what happened to you.
Jude just pack it up in your old kit bag and smile smile smile. Hugs.
I know I am a survivor of child sexual abuse until I was 11 and was then 'too old', I know I had lots of counselling because I was in a dark dark place. I also know that I in some weird way 'liked' or felt more comfortable as a victim than I did trying to stand on my own two feet and I sometimes wonder if that is why I took on this role - my abuser was my mother's cousin and the more I care for her the more i am sure she knew
Its leaving a bad taste in my mouth metaphorically speaking ajnd I am starting to become a it 'lost' ion a very very dark world - lots of recurrent nightmares and I just want them to go away. Sorry peeps a bit off track I know but very very low right now just needed to let it go
So I sent a very long, detailed update to everyone letting them know that we all need to be on the same page regarding Mom and how confused she gets, and how easy it is for her to sink into depression if she is told she can do something and then told she can't. Or if I take her somewhere and then have to take her back.
More later. It involves taking Mom out of the nursing home for about an hour or so - something I'm supposed to drop everything and do tonight when I visit her, and was supposedly ok'd by the nurse, who has no idea what I'm talking about. When oh WHEN will they realize that Mom does not always remember things correctly or that she may have spoken to a CNA, not a nurse, who has no authority to authorize a trip out?? This relative called me while apparently sitting within earshot of mom and what was I supposed to do - say no and look like the bad guy?? So we're compromising - I am bringing ice cream to the NH tonight and we'll sit on the patio and eat it. Do they have any idea what's going to happen when I take her out for a brief ride or something and have to take her back?? She's going to be in tears and depressed that she has to go back and not home. Why do that to her and have her feel that way?? I don't have a problem with taking her out of there for a while - what I have a problem with is all the confusion and upset it causes her when she has to go back. She is only there temporarily, not permanently - why make it harder than it is?
Many people today have it too easy and become soft and unable to face life's challenges. The caregiving we are faced with is a huge challenge, for some of us the hardest thing we will ever do. Captain is right that many people in our society become depressed often for want of a challenge. Perhaps this caregiving role put upon us is actually a gift and an opportunity meant to make us stronger people for facing this difficult challenge. If we see it as such, it helps us to power through each day knowing we got through it and even gained some more knowledge and strength.
My mother has been calling out for something none stop all night and morning for one thing or another. She sounds as if she is in pain but only wants food, water, her clothes put in sets, etc. She told me to go to he!! when I asked her what she wanted this time in an angry voice. Soon forgotten a few minutes later as she is back to asking for help. That is she has forgotten but I have not. I give her what she wants and she yells for help a few minutes later for the same thing. I am thinking my headphones today to escape her cries.
Could we somehow write a book of semi-short synopses of our individual journey...showing what "we" have been through as the caregiver, also showing how so many of us are so close in our situations?
Mom's been happily chatting away all day :)... she didn't put up a fuss when I changed her dressing and cleaned her (yay we had a poopy).... I was talking nonsense to her throughout the whole ordeal..... she finally told me to stop being such a "dumbass".... LOLOLOL.... I broke down into fits of giggles, she even had a wide grin on her face ;)
Hey, goes to show ya how important it is to be bowel free!!
I hate feeling this way and yet its only been a week and I know its only natural. My hubby doesn't get it. He comes from a very unemotional family who believe that keeping a strong upper lip is the way to handle things.
Jude you are right I can't allow myself to wallow in this or I'll fall into that big dark hole of depression. I'm kind of hanging on to the edge of the sides so I won't fall in right now.
I hate self-pity. I know my Mom hated it too. She would want me to carry on her legacy of kindness.
Countrymouse you are right, should of, would of, could ofs are pointless places to let your mind go to. I guess its only been a week and I'm being too hard on myself. Thank-you all for letting me rant and whine. I'm sure there will be more to come. Keep the great advice flowing. (((((( ))))) Hugs to all.
Jeanette, I wish we could have gotten the MediHoney in your hands sooner, maybe it would have helped - but again, it depends on the situation and how bad it is - in some cases, the body is devoting resources to other things and healing a sore is not top priority. :-(
On that note, an aide at the NH working with Mom gave me a tip on something that will help with her skin fold irritation and breakdown. The NH wouldn't use my antifungal cream - said they had to use their own and had to get it ordered - so it took 3-4 days before they started treatment. When she entered the NH, she had NO skin breakdown - now she has skin hanging in tatters and raw open areas - big ones - in her groin. I am SO ticked. However, the aide finally decided to take matters into her own hands and went and got something called Inter-Dry - it's a moisture-wicking fabric that is impregnated iwth antimicrobial silver, which after only 24 hours, was already healing the tears in mom's skin folds. Awesome. So the Colloidal Silver that I use at home already is essentially IN this fabric. So glad the doc approves and ordered it for Mom to use and we'll use it once she gets home, if she ever has skin breakdown again. If we keep on top of it with the antifungal cream and clean handkerchiefs in the skin folds, though, we don't usually have a problem. It's just when it's let go for a few days, like the NH did, that it gets bad. The Inter-Dry is only available online (do a Google search on it) and it's pricey, but I like what I'm seeing so far.
Mom is doing better with therapy and hopefully will be home within the next few weeks. She asks every day when I'm there, every 15-20 minutes, "When can I get out of here?" "How are the animals?" "I sure hope I can go home soon" "Are the animals ok?" "Do you think I can go home soon?" "How are the animals doing?" It's just heartbreaking. I sure hope she improves a little when she gets home.
The pool sounds great, Jeanette! So do the strawberries coming in :)
FF--get well soon!
Ok, whine time: going to make the long drive out to my mother's in a few days, and will take care of several things while her caregiver is taking her to her checkup. I've already spoken to her doc, and emailed him an update letter. He'll call me after the appt with his observations, any changes in meds, and so on.
While they're out, I'll "sneak" into her house (can't let her trouble-making neighbor see me), and take inventory of all her clothes, check the house, etc. maybe clean out the freezer if there's time. I'll order her some new clothes later in the week.
FYI--my mother is undiagnosed, but most likely has Borderline Personality Fisorder. Or, she's just a lifelong bitch, hard to tell. Anyway, I have to keep contact w/her to the bare minimum.
SO, that's what the past few weeks have been--prep for my visit down there. Yesterday, I was taking my corgi/terrier mix out for our usual neighborhood walk, and a neighbor's dog burst out their door and attacked her. She'll be ok, but her leg was badly bitten, and my husband and I are now on 24/7 "Goldie" caregiving duty. We will also need to discuss vet bills with the neighbors. Stressful.
While we were waiting for the phone call from the vet last night, I went into Facebook, and there was an email from my practically estranged brother's wife. Now, I NEVER hear from them unless there's a crisis in their life, and they need money. The email stated that she'd kicked him out (again), and then, she asked me "Can you give me any money for a divorce?"
WOW. Just...WOW.
I won't be responding, obviously.
I hope that Jeanette can get the professionals to set up that great pool as it will be a really good form of relaxation!
Just a small story. On the second night of my journey as a hospice nurse I visited an old farmer with another nurse who was close to death and in a lot of pain. We obtained the orders for the needed medications and the local pharmacist stayed open till the daughter arrived. While we waited the patient asked for a cigar. We saw no harm and the son lit it for him to take a couple of puffs. As we were leaving we passed the son sitting at the kitchen table reading the newspaper. He looked up and said "it aint right if he was a cow we would shoot him" Before we got into the car we looked back at the house and barn.
it was like a scene from a fairly tale. There were lights twinkling from the barn and the log cabin and huge icicles handing from the roof.
the old man lived a few more days but we did a good job that night and he died in comfort. That was over 15 years ago but it is one of the memories that will stay with me for ever.
You are all wonderful caregivers,carry that with you forever. Gather at Jeanette's nice new shiny pool and relax, pass right by Jude's slimy dark hole no one here belongs in that and don't forget to bring a dish to pass. See you all there. Hope Capt remembers to change his socks!!!!!!!! can't wait to meet the Pibble Jeanette. Love to all.
You go on and mourn your mothers passing, it is a healthy thing to do. Please realize though, you did your very best. Find comfort in that, find comfort that your dear mother is no longer suffering from this heinous disease but is now pain free. Cherish and love your mother in your heart and memories of her, as she will be now able to cherish her memories vs being scared wondering who all these strange (family) people are.
Be kind to yourself now... I am sure your mother would want this.
Again, (((hugs)))